Turbid thoughts taint decisions
undermining clarity and cogent concepts
moot matters mar the mindscape
ululating notions create commotion
leaving the brain too befuddled to
tie all the unravelled loose ends.
Written for David’s W3 to yours truly’s prompt to write an acrostic poem on the following.
1. Discipline
2. Enthusiasm
3. Meditation
4. Tumult
5. Trouble
Goodness of heart cannot be measured
reservoir of love never empty
an instant of love or an eternity of liking
time deepens the gossamer threads
into something beyond categorisation
tangible ties transcending all impediments
understandably, the heart overflows
drawing inspiration from love without conditions
expectations never the mainstay of some bonds.
An acrostic to show gratitude to all who matter to me. Today, like any other day, is a good day to show appreciation for your continued presence in my life. 🙏🏼
No clear skies, no moon, no stars
only haze hangs low over the concrete maze
verdant greens wear a sooty grey suit
malevolent air chokes the throat
babies and elders are trapped indoors
effing cough refuses to subside, making everyone
reach for the ubiquitous air purifiers!
Written for David’s W3 to Paula’s prompt to write an acrostic on November.
“Poetry is the lifeblood of rebellion, revolution, and the raising of consciousness.” – Alice Walker.
Poetry courses through my veins unhindered
is giving words to thoughts not a primordial urge!
the words gush forth on their own
lifeblood they are of my very existence
of pain and joy, of this and that, of protest and
rebellion I do sing
revolution I may not have wrought with my pen
and may be no tyrant has quailed before
the hand wielding the quill
raising voice and concerns is my calling
of course poetry is the tremulous yet persistent voice of
consciousness; that sometimes gets waylaid by perception.
Today’s challenge is to write a variation of an acrostic poem. But rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line. Perhaps you could write a poem in which the first words of each line, read together, reproduce a treasured line of poetry? You could even try using a newspaper headline or something from a magazine article.
Day 21
Prompt: Discipline
Form: Acrostic
Daring to dream of dedicating life to the craft
Is certainly not as easy as it seems
Setting goals for self and then walking on the
Chosen path; two banks of a river at times
Intent to bridge the gap always there
Perseverance is sometimes in short supply
Life’s plans and mine often don’t coincide
I am forever looking for a median track
Not meeting deadlines I do hate
Efforts continue to fall in line with the objectives.
Gung-ho, attractive and daring
Unexpectedly arriving with an overflowing portmanteau
Eager to occupy the vacant space
Stealthily making way to the heart on the bias
Tricky love puzzled mind also does abduct!
Making its arrival known with a lot of fanfarE
The lips flutter in a smile like a blooM
The silly heart dances with gustO
Tattooing only one name in the chesT
Then suddenly it leaves without an alibI
The mind again feels like a stupid bozO
Taken on the same old ride once agaiN.
Written for dVerse.
Lillian says: I challenge you to either write a poem that in some way relates to a puzzle you’ve been faced with, or includes the word “puzzle”; or try your hand at an Acrostic; or extra points if you write an Acrostic Plus!
A double acrostic and acrostic plus.
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